The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

Chapter 21 Handling Discharge
"Jiang Yunshu, your family has always owed us."

Yan Qiao raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yunshu, his eyes were dark and unclear.

Yan Wenli hated Lin Wanqing so much, why was she willing to take her over and hang her life.

There is a reason to control her and take away her luck.

But the most fundamental reason was related to her father's death.

Thinking of the man in memory who loved her so much, Yan Qiao's heart ached.

She hooked the corners of her lips. No matter how long it had passed, she would still feel distressed when she thought of what happened to her family.

Yan Wenli felt angry when she heard her mention old things, but she suppressed her temper and just said.

"But for all these years, if I hadn't paid for Lin Wanqing's medical expenses for you, she would have died early."

"Our family doesn't owe you anything for a long time!"

Standing aside, Jiang Yunshu opened his mouth when he heard the words, wanting to say something.

In the end, she swallowed her words under Yan Qiao's indifferent gaze.

"I hope you can continue to be stubborn."

Looking at the two, Yan Qiao's expression was calm, and his voice was cold and authentic.

After saying that, she went straight upstairs.

There are still some things belonging to her in the room on the second floor, and she needs to take care of them before she can leave in peace.

Knowing the existence of Daomen and Guwujie in this world, she attaches great importance to private items.

No one knows how grand this Blue Star, which is already in the Age of Ending Law, was in the past, and what methods it will have passed down.

You must know that the inheritance of some forbidden techniques will always be more stable than the inheritance of regular techniques.

Looking at everything familiar in the room, Yan Qiao's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Then she raised her hand and pinched a spell, completely erasing her traces in the room.

When Yan Qiao went downstairs, Yan Wenli had calmed down a little under the comfort of Jiang Yunshu.

When she saw Yan Qiao coming downstairs, her expression changed slightly, and she stared at Yan Qiao fiercely.

"I just came back, where are you going again?"

Yan Qiao didn't answer her, just raised his eyes.

There was no emotion in those black and white eyes, staring at Yan Wenli made her feel hairy.

It wasn't until Yan Qiao left the villa that she slowly recovered.

The bottom of my heart seemed to be relieved.

Why did she feel for a moment that as long as Yan Qiao was willing, she would die a miserable death.

This idea is really too absurd.

Yan Wenli shook her head, secretly laughing that she really was a demon.

There are still two months left, and she doesn't have to let her go until then.

At that time, her daughter Jiang Yunshu will be the final winner.

Thinking of this, the depression of not having a good night's sleep and the anger of the early morning have dissipated a lot.

Yan Wenli smiled tenderly at Jiang Yunshu, patted her hand and said, "Yunshu, go and do your business, don't worry about mine."

"Mom, don't be angry with Qiao Qiao, she is still young and ignorant..."

Jiang Yunshu looked at Yan Wenli helplessly.

Yan Wenli didn't answer her words, but said: "Mom has a sense of propriety, don't worry about it so much."

"Didn't your master ask you to practice martial arts well? Go quickly and mom won't disturb you."

The mother and daughter in the villa are deeply affectionate, but Yan Qiao doesn't know it.

She stood under a hundred-year-old locust tree, and looked up at the tree.

She could clearly see that there were many lonely ghosts hiding in the trees.

Among them was the social beast male ghost.

Yan Qiao's eyes fell lightly on the social beast male ghost.

She said: "The villa will be handed over to you in a few days."

The social animal ghost was taken aback for a moment, but later realized that Yan Qiao was talking to him.

After understanding what Yan Qiao meant, the social beast made a grimace.

Obviously, this is not easy to handle.

He is a little devil with a soul as thin as paper. If he wants to summon all the ghosts to cause trouble like a big brother, it will be even harder than climbing to the sky.

Yan Qiao had thought of this problem a long time ago, and then took out a pre-drawn talisman from the portable space.

With a flick of her finger, she drove the talisman into the body of the male ghost.

This operation made the social beast male ghost look at him for a while.

"This talisman can protect you."

Yan Qiao said lightly, turned around and left the place.

Waiting for her to leave all the way, the ghosts under the hundred-year-old locust tree slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Maddow, this is so frightening!
When did there be such a ghost in the world, why didn't there be a ghost to remind them!
But the roar in his heart returned to roaring. The social beast male ghost, who was favored by the boss, suddenly became the focus of all the ghosts.

Yan Qiao didn't know what happened next, but she could roughly guess what happened next.

"Find someone to clean the villa."

Yan Qiao opened the phone with her finger and dialed Wan En's number.

Wan En was speechless. He was just a special assistant to the acting president, not a life assistant!

But you still have to have the respect you deserve for your boss, after all, he still needs to get paid.

Wan En professionally smirked: "Good boss."

But before hearing his answer, Yan Qiao had already hung up the phone.

"..."

This evil capitalist deserves to die!

Complaints are complaints, work must be done well.

Wan En quickly settled the matter for her, and sent another message to Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao only glanced at the phone that lit up, and then looked away.

She is still two months away, and Yan Wenli can't wait any longer.

This time, he wanted to transfer Lin Wanqing to another hospital, not only because of her rebellion and disobedience.

What's more, once Lin Wanqing is completely controlled by her, then she will also be controlled by her.

But in Nancheng Central People's Hospital, it's not just Yan Wenli who has connections, she also has connections.

So last night's sudden transfer request was not approved.

However, Yan Qiao didn't want Lin Wanqing to stay in the hospital anymore.

So she came to go through the discharge procedures today.

"Miss Yan, thank you so much for what happened that day."

Yan Qiao raised his eyes to look at Song Shiyan and nodded lightly.

Song Shiyan saw that although her expression remained unchanged, she always gave him a sense of urgency.

He quickly said: "Of course I have already transferred the money to your account, because my grandpa wants to see you."

Hearing this, Yan Qiao turned to look at him, his expression slightly paused.

"My grandfather didn't mean anything malicious. He just heard about what happened to me and wanted to ask you for another favor."

"Of course, this is also my request."

Song Shiyan said with a little more pain between his brows and eyes.

"It's for my little aunt, she has been muddled for several years."

Hearing this, Yan Qiao looked away and nodded: "Okay."

Lin Wanqing's whole complexion improved a lot after receiving the aura sent by Yan Qiao again.

Song Shiyan was Lin Wanqing's attending physician, and Yan Qiao was Song Shiyan's savior.

In the end, he chose to listen to Yan Qiao's words, and quickly let Lin Wanqing leave the hospital.

When leaving, Yan Qiao only told him that he would contact him on Saturday.

The bosses are very busy, Song Shiyan expressed his understanding.

(End of this chapter)